Lately I’ve been reflecting on my journey to a healthier me and trying to figure out how I got to such a low point. Where did I let myself go? Why couldn’t I see the problems at the beginning? How was I blinded from the signs? I went through my Facebook and found some pictures and was blown away by what I had let myself become:
This picture is from just over a year a go I believe. January of 2010. I don’t even recognize the girl in the photo. I am still baffled by how I did not see this and how I fooled myself into thinking that everything was fine. As much as I find myself feeling ill looking at these pictures, they remind me of how far I’ve come. I’m no longer looking to obtain that ‘magazine body,’ I’m looking to find health and happiness within myself.
This is where I find myself now:
I work out as hard as I can, find my limits and crush them. I can no longer settle for anything less then my best. I feel like this is my mid-point. I have a long way to go, but I’m proud of what I have accomplished. I need to keep my sight on the goal and never lose it.